Luyện nghe bài hát Riot

Luke on the beat!
You seen a nigga hung with a gold chain?
I'd rather sing about the things that we claim
Such is bashful, but niggas like the task
Mobbin' on the and robbin' stores in ski masks, bruh
Niggas ask for peace in a riot and violence
'Cause it's a game of cat and mouse and you gon' bleed
What's the justice in sayin' fuck it and grab the
Then kill a woman many children makes you a chump
Look at all the stores you wreckin', nigga I
Think about the people who own it for a second
I you got your problems, but brother, they got theirs
This is not a game, quit violence and a pair
But yo, rather hear me say, "Fuck black prejudice!"
"Let's murder races, grow hatred, and form irrelevant!"
and etcetera, knives thrown
Damage 'em, blown, oblivion hole cold, oblivious
I won't say that you should stop the fuckin' ignorance
ops, killin' shit, I'd enjoy the thrill of it
Bath in blood of officers, different corpses, 'em
Auction 'em, don't you at 'em
'em, never heard of 'em
I preach the peace but say "fuck it" and preach the murder
'Cause this ain't fuckin' life we livin'
Go and grab the extension
Grab one: uncle, cousin, brother, son
Glory to all the chosen ones will rid you of the innocence
But in a sense, innocent will soon the ignorance
Blasphemous, killin' our own, black—

We see, I see, death before the
guys and white girls hanging from the buildings